A couple of weekends ago we went for drinks in Greenside
We met up with one of my girlfriend’s varsity friends.
She’s currently doing her Masters at Wits, her dad has been lecturing there for 30 years.
If we assume that his classes only had 30 students in them, and he lectured 2 topics a year, that means he’s responsible for an absolute minimum of 1800 varsity graduates.
In anyone’s book that’s pretty impressive.
I have massive respect for our educators – well, those that actually educate. You should too.
Wits, of course, wanted to express their gratitude for all of this gentleman’s years of service. They have a tradition that on your 25th anniversary with the institution you get a gold watch and a nice lunch. Nice.
This is where the story gets ridiculous. Wits admin phoned him and told him that his ceremony was happening that day! He replied that he wouldn’t be able to make the time they had given him as he was lecturing… you know, that thing that they are rewarding him for doing for 25 years.
They responded that if he couldn’t make it, then he wasn’t getting the watch. Or the lunch.
“Thank you for doing your job for 25 years… And fuck you for doing your job”
It gets better.
5 years later, on his 30th anniversary- Wits wanted to honour him again. I mean, 30 years is a long time in any job, let alone one where you are shaping the leaders of the future.
What did he get for his years of dedication and commitment to his job and the university?
R 3 000
Gross. To be taxed.
What a joke.
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